Chapter 17

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Jill's POV

Friday •••

Today was the day Rachel leaves. We have shared so much bonding time with each other. I'm glad I got that with her because I don't know when the next time I'm going to see her.

She told Nash and Cameron that's she's moving back to California because they are her so called 'friends' and to be honest seeing Nash and Cameron cry broke my heart. They are really trying to get her to stay but nothing is gonna work. She has everything packed and her flight leaves at 12 in the afternoon.

These pass couple of days I haven't slept. It's just the thought of Hayes hasn't left my mind yet. I honestly don't think I'm ever going to forgive him. It hurts so much, honestly. I will always be here for him, but that doesn't mean I'll forgive him.

I toss and turned in my bed. All the sudden, my phone went off. It's a number I haven't recognized. I decided to answer it, even if it was 4 in the morning.

- Phone Call -

U: Unknown / J: Jill

J: "Hello?"

U: "Jill, oh my god. I'm sorry I'm calling you this early."

J: "Mrs. Grier? Is everything okay?!"

I quickly get out of bed.

U: "Yes, it's me. I need you over at my house right now if that's okay."

J: "S-Sure. Is everything okay?"

U: "No. Hayes is in a deep sleep and he's having nightmares and he keeps on repeating your name. And he won't wake up."

J: "Oh my god. I'll be over right there."

I could tell she was crying.

U: "Thank you, Jill."

- End of Phone Call -

I put on my slippers and putting my hair in a ponytail. I don't care if Hayes and I aren't friends, I'm still gonna be there for him.

I run out of the house to the Grier's. Good thing my dad didn't wake up. I knock on the door, trying to hold my patience. Chad opens it.

"Jill, oh my god. Please come in." He says.

I nod. We go upstairs into Hayes' room. Elizabeth was crying and Nash was trying o comfort her. Nash looked like he was crying because of Hayes and probably because of Rachel. I guess Sky was asleep.

That's when I laid my eyes on Hayes. He was tossing and turning. Sweat was running down his face and he kept on repeating my name.

What is going on?

"I got it Mrs. Grier." I say, whispering.

She thanks me and they all leave the room, shutting the door on the way out.

How am I going to do this.

I start by shaking him, but all he said was; "Jill, no. Don't leave. Don't do this."

Sweat was taking up his forehead and I felt like crying right there. He just kept on repeating that over and over again.

I called his name several times. I placed my lips on his forehead and he bolted up.

"J-Jill." Hayes says.

"It's me." I say, softly.

He was about to cry. And I was right, he did cry. And he didn't hesitate.

"H-Hayes, what happened?" I ask him.

I was now wiping his tears off running down his face and this was like a dagger in the heart. This killed me.

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